I love the way fingertips feel when they’re dragged lightly across your skin. I love the intense feeling it gives, it almost feels unbearable at first just because it tickles, but then it just turns soothing and comforting. I love when you have your eyes closed and you never know where their fingertips are going to be going next, and the suspense of waiting. I love how my breath catches in my throat every time.
It drives me crazy, but put me at ease.
I feel like things in life are going really well right now, that the direction things are headed in is towards something amazing. I’ve never felt like I fit in more with my friends, that the people I’ve been surrounding myself with are those who truly mean something, and everything to me. I felt so amazing in that first moment, when you first asked me. I also felt amazing for the second time, when you asked me. I spent the majority of those nights wishing for them not to be over. I feel so happy and care free in those few hours. I feel though, that something is missing. That theres still a little piece for my complete happiness missing from my life. I miss the people that once meant everything to me. I miss how I used to be able to talk to them about everything and anything, and that could make me feel completely safe in what I was thinking.
I have no idea what to do in situations like these.
Try not to awkward? Well awkward is my middle name, so I’ve got a problem there.
Try not to talk about myself a lot? Myself is a topic that I know pretty well and can fall back on.
Try not to be my clumsy self? Well that one failed twice, within a few minutes.
Try to be myself? I’m far to loud, and weird for that to be acceptable for the first time.
At least you’ve given me another chance, lets see how it goes this time.
Today has already been such a fantastic day, and this night is only going to get better.
P.S-I don’t think you realize how much that made me smile:)
The majority of my friends are starting to disgust me.
Their priorities have changed from meaningful things,
to materialistic and pointless shit.
Wtf.
I’m nervous to ask.
I’m nervous to go.
I’m nervous to talk.
I’m nervous to get ready.
I’m nervous because you don’t know.
I’m nervous because this is something new to me.
I’m nervous because I’m letting go now.
I’m nervous because it means everything is gone.
I’m nervous because that makes me so happy.
I’m nervous because that was all I had known.
